Chapter 37 The princess is not a good match (36)

For the crime of treason, he was not even qualified to be buried.

It was Su Yan who took pity on him and fought hard with the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to get the opportunity for his parents to be buried.

It's just that no funerals or condolences are allowed.

It can only be an unmarked tomb outside the city.

His fingers were dripping with blood, and there were two graves standing in front of him, with blood mixed in the soil.

The breeze blew, and the leaves turned and fell on the grave. He looked indifferent.

If there really is a hell, Zhou Li may have been reunited with his beloved son.

He straightened his back, closed his eyes, and curled up into a sneer.

It can be considered that I have done a good thing for you.

right?

Father.

With a "clang" sound, the flying porcelain bottle shattered on the floor.

"Zhou Buji, you beast, it turns out it was you who leaked military information and caused my son to die tragically."

"Hate me, hate me. The enemy who killed me is right in front of me, but I don't know about it."

Suddenly there were many people, with Zhou Buwei as the center.

At first, Zhou Buyi thought they were assassins, but when he looked at the coarse linen clothes they were wearing, he lowered the knife in his hand.

The person who spoke was an older woman. She looked to be in her thirties but already had half of her hair white. She was shaking with hatred and her eyes were bloodshot.

He remembered that she was a tofu seller on the street. In the past, he felt guilty that she had lost her son and often went to her house to take care of him. She had looked at him with a smile in her eyes and said that she had long regarded him as half a son.

He looked sideways again and saw many familiar faces, the grandmother selling bean curd cakes, the guards guarding the city gate...

"Oh, if His Majesty doesn't kill you, do you think you can escape?"

They didn't even have any weapons at hand. Most of them had kitchen knives or hoes for digging in the soil.

Hold a bowl or stone in your hand.

But what they all have in common is that they all have hatred in their eyes.

Looking at him ferociously.

"Zhou Buyi, Zhou Buyi..."

"Give my son back his life."

……

There are many kinds of words.

He won't give up, he wants to live and see the people he wants to see.

The veins in the hand holding the knife were bulging and it was trembling.

"Your Majesty, according to your instructions, the news has been spread that Zhou Buyi leaked military information, which led to the almost total destruction of border officers a few years ago."

The voice paused for a moment: "When he was outside the city, our people led the people to find him."

"Your Majesty, I don't understand why you want him to report to the Prime Minister's Office on his own since you already have the evidence?"

Blood flowed down his neck, and he wiped it away numbly.

"Of course it's to see how miserable he is after knowing the truth."

His pupils suddenly shrank, red blood gushes from his blind eye socket, and his whole body trembles.

He stretched out his bloody hands with almost exposed bones and covered his ears, unwilling to listen any more.

It's as if you just cover your ears and pretend you don't hear.

He can also sugarcoat peace.

Then everything is still the same.

"Are you right? Zhou Bujie."

The door was opened, and Su Yan, who was sitting on the sandalwood chair, was wearing a red gauze skirt with gold threads, which made her already fair skin feel cold.

She leaned back in the chair and looked at him with a smile.

The voice is playful and delicate.

There seemed to be a big hole in his heart, and he shivered uncontrollably and curled up into a ball.

He covered his ears tightly with his hands and even closed his eyes tightly.

No, this is all a dream.

It's all a dream.

He comforted himself.

But his whole body was shaking, and large beads of cold sweat came out of his pores, soaking the clothes he had specially changed to see her. Blood gushed out from the wounds that had not been treated, quickly soaking through the clothes and even dripping on the ground. A ball.

"Look, our high-spirited and high-minded General Zhou actually dares to open his eyes one day." Her voice was leisurely and a bit vicious: "No, it's just one eye."

His tone was suddenly tender again: "After all, he is also blind?"

He bit his lip tightly, and blood continued to flow from his trembling lips.

"Look, he looks so ridiculous." Su Yan held her chin, her black hair hanging on her temples, and she watched everything with interest.

But soon, she frowned again and pointed at him impatiently: "Come here, throw him out."

Her fingers were slender and white, and her rounded nails were painted with bright red kodan.

He still remembered that he dyed it for her.She raised her hand in a pious manner and applied it carefully.

Following her order, the guards outside immediately rushed in, holding his hand and trying to drag him out.

His whole body felt as if it had been crushed, and it took him a while to recover from the bone-gnawing pain.

Zhou Buji raised his eyes, but Su Yan turned his eyes away.

His eyes were full of impatience.

He looked at her with empty eyes: "Was everything in the past just an act?"

he asked.

Su Yan didn't answer.

He opened his eyes, and his remaining pupils were filled with red: "Tell me!"

He was dragged away like a dead fish and suddenly broke out. He broke away from the two guards on the left and right with both hands. He snatched the sword from one of the guards' waist with one hand and placed it across Su Yan's neck: "Tell me, all these things happened in the past. Is it an act?"

He was surrounded by a circle of guards, with swords as a circle.

"Zhou Buji, what are you going to do?" Taohong shouted sharply.

He turned a deaf ear and only saw the smiling man.

He used his name to deal with Liu Yu, but in fact he was just a stand-in. The real Liu Yu had already left for Jiuyuan; the fake poisoning made Prince Dun relax his vigilance, wipe out all his influence and clear the court; throw out the evidence in front of him, Let him reveal everything for her in the court, the tiger talisman is useless, she just wants to regain her military morale...

Are all the things in the past just for use?

Even though the sword was already at her throat, she still smiled and admitted cheerfully: "Of course it's just an act."

But she gently held his trembling sword between her fingers: "Don't tremble. I told you, hold the sword steadily."

why?
Even at this point, she still smiled, as if those hurtful words were not hers.

His shoulders sank, and the sword in his hand seemed like a hot potato.

"Let go, I will sheath the sword."

He seemed to have accepted the reality and said expressionlessly.

She loosened her fingers.

I don't believe anything you said. If I die in front of you, will you remember me at all?

But Zhou Buyi smiled crazily, and with a backhand twist, the expected pain never came.

A pair of plain white hands held the sword, and blood dripped down the sword body onto the ground.

He looked at all this blankly: "Why?"

I want to live, but you won’t let me.

I want to die, but you still won't let me.

"Don't you want to live? I knew you wanted power and influence from the first time I saw you, but I didn't give you what you wanted, even though you intended to let me take the blame for you at the border. , I also admit it, do you think that the secret guards sent to me by my father are all vegetarians? It’s just that I am willing. "

"You said that your parents didn't care for you since you were a child, so I tried my best to treat you well, and even became a joke in the capital. Do you have any complaints?"

"The imperial decree granting marriage was true. I knelt in front of my father's door for three days to get it. I was full of joy and held a banquet to announce it. How did you do it? You said you were blind and couldn't see it with disgust on your face. I am a humble person."

"You said you cherished your cousin, so I loved her so much and pitied her for her poor health. Didn't I give her too little of the thousand-year-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum?"

"How did you do it? You joined forces with Su Yun to ruin my reputation, seek power and usurp the throne, and kill me. You and your cousin have been secretly communicating with each other for a long time, and secretly laughed at me for being a fool."

She was always calm when telling this.

It seems that the humiliation and abuse in the past no longer matter.

Blood dripped from Su Yan's palm bit by bit.

Zhou Bujie wanted to say something, but his lips trembled and he found that he couldn't say anything.

Su Yan let go of the sword, straightened up slowly, and looked at her indifferently.

"You are no longer qualified to ask me why."

She took a half step back.

The guard quickly stepped forward and became a barrier between the two of them.

He looked at her with a cold expression and spoke out his ending word by word.

"But you don't deserve to die either."

"As I said, you should live a life worse than death, living with the crime of killing your father and mother."

"Power, power, you will never get it again."

don't, don't...

I don’t want those things, I just want you.

It was my fault in the past, please give me a chance.

Give me another chance.

He wanted to say.

But he couldn't tell.

His mouth was covered.

He was dragged away from her.

Her back was turned to him, and everyone was surrounding her. He could only see her wide skirt and the blood dripping on the ground.

"Stay alive, Zhou Buyi, and the next step will be my revenge on you."

(End of this chapter)

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